My mother always use to say, ‘Don’t just sit around and complain about things. Do something.’ I dearly wish she were here with us this week.
– Kamala Harris
Let’s speak truth here today – this president isn’t trying to make America great; he’s trying to make America hate. So, it is critical to our security, our dignity, and our unity as a nation when I say: ‘We need a new president.’
– Kamala Harris
‘Are you ready?’ Klaus asked finally.
‘No,’ Sunny answered.
‘Me neither,’ Violet said, ‘but if we wait until we’re ready we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives, Let’s go.’
– Lemony Snicket (pen name for Daniel Handler)
As Estha stirred the thick jam he thought Two Thoughts and the Two Thoughts he thought were these:
Anything can happen to anyone.
b) It is best to be prepared.
Having thought these thoughts, Estha Alone was happy with his bit of wisdom.
– Arundhati Roy
‘Sethe’, he says, ‘me and you, we got more yesterday than anybody. We need some kind of tomorrow.’
He leans over and takes her hand. With the other he touches her face. ‘You your best thing, Sethe, You are.’ His holding fingers are holding hers.
– Toni Morrison
‘Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry…have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere – be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.’
– Betty Smith
I proved I was all there because I aced it [cognitive test]. I aced the test and he [Joe Biden] should take the same exact test. A very standard test. I took it at Walter Reed, a medical center, in front of doctors, and they were very surprised. They said, that’s an unbelievable thing. Rarely does anybody do what you just did.
– Donald Trump
The only people for me are the mad ones: the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
– Jack Kerouac